dorky jr high pic
dis me grade 7
n dis wen ur mommy dressd u up for teh babee pix! *snorgies!!!*
picture: dunno source, via our lolcat builder. lol caption: Kirakat Saj Kesvirit
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I is a big boi now and much more handsummer.
Me dantses da pogo fur Daisy’s nawt-second. To 80s new wave moosic, ub corse.
boinG boiNg boIng bOing
sumfin sumfin sumfin in teh midle ob teh nite
hmmm mmm mmmm
congramucalashuns to daisy
mmmhmhm
oops, goota go fix my big floofy hare brb
U fix big floofy hair whilst I make some mullet-mayntaynense.
*shimmy shimmy shimmy*
*headbang*
\m/
Mr. Worf was a toatal 80’s hedbangerrrrr
dat splainz teh forhead on Mr Worf…
Mr. Worf - if yoo pleez - ai donut understand tihs “mullet-mayntaynense” yoo ar maeking. Cud yoo esplayne pleez???
oh, hai JCH4K! i fink (s)hez re furring to teh harido cawled teh mullet. apparentlee needz lawts ob mayntenence.
OT i tooked yore ad vise adn am using teh Fire Fawkes (geddid Guys in teeny tiny ingerland?) adn now i can see
but i can’t get blush to werk, adn i sawed won ob yurz lookin berry kyute, …WANTS! I can has halp?
Yes - it’s called : oops :
Taht shud doo it.
fanks
we nawt gonna get lotsa danzing done cuz we gotta tayke care ob our hare.
Does teh CCC hab stylin gel? adn hare srpay?
uh oes
luks like we needs the CCC for moar importint reezons
We needs teh Fyumi Gator!
TVD ALRAM!
had this been an axshual Troll iimergunsee, you wudve been directed to teh neerest CCC stashun fur teh updayts.
thadisawl.
kthxbai
I think there waz wunz a liddle gift shop next to teh HSRW - neer the Outdoor Cafe. We cud haz the hare produx there.
WUT?! yoo meens i gotta PAYS MUNNIES fur it? nawt cubbered under my helthyhare cubberage?
Shudda red teh fine printz…
No, no - ov corse nawt. *gigglolz* Just has nice thingz wun can take to frenz in the HSRW. Doant furgit, awl the nice taystee and nutrishus treets at teh Outdoor Cafe ar “awn the haus.” as well.
Well Kitteh, at least no bracez or teh glazzez.
O Noes!!
Nao I haz bad rememberies! Mah 8th grad pic haz mah noo glasses, dey waz huge purple framz–plastics!! An ah layered teh purpul eyeshados on berry berry thik, cuz teh ladeez magazines sed it not shows up so gud under teh glasses. Dey wuz rong. It showed up ‘bowt as gud as mah orange foundation wich i had also layed on waaay too thik. An ah did dis farah fawcet hed toss moov, where i shakes mah feathered bangs. Eeeewww! Doo not want!!!1
ail show dem al at owr reunyn
Why you show dis pitcher 2 my prom date.
kuz ai luvs to maek yers faise turn peenk!
breengs owt teh green in yers aize.
Leest it nawt da bearbutt awn da furree rug pitcher! Yoo wuz da keyoot bebe, Rodney!!
*luks bak at yeerbuk*
zebra strypes were awl teh rage in teh 80’s…..
Youse sooooooooo handsomez andz I lurrrvez yore outfitz, vary smartz. Da beeze neeze in factz.
he’z teh catz pajamas, hims so kyute.
Oh mary - so glad yoo said that. I recentlee told sumwun taht, an they looked at me as tho ai had just fallen off teh moon!!!
well, mebbee we bof a liddle looney.
Yaaaaaaaaaaaaayyys 4 teh looney!! Es mah midduhl nayme!
Oh, you kid!
ah welllz yuz yungsters, at les u didn hab da HUGE pink n blu flowerez on yer VERY firs pantz suit! - waz polymaseter two! n da pantz had bellz fur bottems- nawt two grate akshuly ifnz uz smallish lik me-
dat waz da earli 70’s- mai 7th grade pitchur….
momcat
loook lyk he reddy fur sneeeze
so, god bless u
(fiev yrs latr) Noooes! Mam, dun sho mah frenz!
mah mommeh had a pikshur ov me an teh gud twin at owr kindergarted graduwashun in owr speshul wite robes wif flowrs an everything, and wun of us started crying, so then the other wun had to awlso. Mommeh had taht pikshur of us bawlin on owr frigerader for mennee yrs to sho owr boifrens…juss for fun, yu noes…
nao I can has a pikshur of mah nephew cryin on mah fridge!!
ai kin naow proov mai strayngeness-
ai wud pull owt teh bad pics uv me and show dem to mai dayts!
ai needz to do it to mai noo boifren- but ai left awl teh pics at mai parentz howse.
Whyeee?
I dun haz menee pitchurs lef uv me az a smawl, but I memmer dem…
Sigh…
Whut wuz it, da day befoar pitcher day, BEEEG zit rite in da middull uv ma fourhed?
An in elememementree skoo, whut wif dat guy? “Smile!! I bet yoo has a grayt smile!” An I tinkin “dood, ef yoo had ma whirl, yoo wood nebber smile agin….”
So me smilin an hav ma glassiz awf. Liek dat a pitcher uv me?
Ugh, fur 8 grayd, ma mawmee thot I wood look keyoot wif sum weerd sholdr lenf hayrstile. I wunner if she reelee doo it so she think she look beddar than me? (Mom iz da crazee, insekyoor liek dat).
Add da beeg glassiz an dat forhed zit, an ooooweeee, doncha no dat pitcher wuz a keeper! NAWT!
Add to awl dat de fack dat I nawt so fotojenik, I jus dun look liek ma pitchers. Hard to git pitcher uv me da looks liek da me I see in da meer…..
awwwwwwman, Jinxie! That forehead zit never let me down on picture day! I think 7th grade photo was the one where the photograper said “You probably love David Cassidy, don’t you?” I went “ewwww” and then smiled and I swear its the best photo ever of me (in spite of the humungous zit) The zits were always exactly centered too, on the forehead, on the tip of the nose, on the middle of the chin.
*jr high kitteh attempts Elvis sneer*
*fails*
wyze mens sey- onlie foools rush in…
but ai… kant…. halp… fallin in… luuuuuuuuuv wiffffffff yuuuu!!!
*lots uv teenage voyse crackin*
In teh naym of ceeling cat, put sum cloze on!
Paztelz wuz veree in bak den.
7th grayd nurd plawts himz revenj…
i haz a krush on hims.
Me too an me three! I am girl geek, so I likes boy geeks teh best!
Burds ov a fedder shud flock togedder.
Tasty burds ov a fedder shud flock togedder in teh yard an not pay attenshun when kitteh is sneekin up on dem (nom nom nom)…
Dis wud be funnier if not hit so close to home. : /
Mai hubbikat an I agree wiff yoo elebentyhundred purrsent! We boff hab ower dorkee pikshurs we’re nawt prowd ov.
akshullee, iz funnee CUZ it hitz so close to hoam!
oh yes. we doan wanna goes there.
yesssss we dooooooooooo! i gots a berry funnee pikshure ob me in my dorkee marching band unifrom wif liddle plastik barrets in my hair,
wutz you got to beats taht?
i raise you wif me in mah favrit rainbow striped capri shorts taht mah mommeh mayde wif mah awlso favrit sleeveless usedtobe white tee wif a rainbow toucan onit. frizzy hair. steroid (fat) belleh(I had six years to go before i started dialysis. kidney txp frum the gud twin maed it awl bedder…but bak to mah eleven yeer owld horror), skinnee arms and legs. I thot i was hawt becawse i didn’t have zits…
wut yuuuu got?
Renal txp? Me too. 27 years and going strong
Congratz- donor here- 28yrs-brother.
That is true love, Mine was my brother and he went over tje bridge less than 1 year ago. Much sadness.
Oh, lolspeak off. This is serious to me.
Jim
{{{{{{Bubbashoomin}}}}}}}
Srsly? So many kidney transplant lolfolks! Iz werks as transplant social werker. Yousegize are grate to share. tanks.
Jim, I am so sorry for your loss. There is a special unspoken bond btwn donor and recipient. It is just Wow! This is unbelievable…. every time I see my brother. I’m sure your brother was the same way. Hope your heart grows lighter.
thisncat
Thank you for sharing these thoughts and feelings. I feel honored to know all of you.
Thank you for the kind words Y’all. I just ask, that you sign the donor card on your drivers licence.
Like I said, this is important too me.
I like ICHC more and more.
Take care
Da momma made poodle skirt wif ankle sox, but was 2 yung 4 saddleshoez! Waving goodbye to the 50s come June!
Mai mommeh who flunked beautie skool gave me a home perm. Ai looked liek poodle. Oh…she also thote clothes too much monies in da store so she mades mai clothes out of marked down sheets and pillowcases at the Kmart. No joke…PJs were a pillowcase with hole for head and holes for arms for meny years. Much pleh.
Ai still no know how to dress…freends want to call “What Not to Wear.”
hmmph..allz i gots is picher of me wif tite orange polyester bell boddums, cunningly paired wif a homemade red & white baseball shirt. An teh coke-boddle glassez, lez not ferget.